I liked the idea of this book and the mixture of
anthropology, science, and travelogue did make it readable and fun. However, this
book strikes me as a good example of why many people dislike conversations
about climate change and global warming.
The author wants to make people feel guilty while being vulnerable
himself to criticisms of hypocrisy. The author asks, “How did it ever come to
pass that we would forget the names of thee living things that manufactured
oxygen, purified the air and water?” (266). Elsewhere he describes the sound of
a melting glacier in Greenland as “the sound of guilt” (254). How are readers
to respond to these excerpts? Perhaps they will respond by reflecting in sorrow
and afflicting their souls in a modern, environmentalist version of Yom Kippur
(see Leviticus 16:29). Some readers might just blame the unenlightened or the
greedy who fail to vote the right way or make the needed sacrifices. Other
readers might lash out: why does this guy who travels all around the Arctic circle
in planes and cars get to tell us what to do? He never addresses the issue and
offers no justification.
Some of the commentary about indigenous peoples feels unnuanced
and lacking in evidence. For example, the author writes that “a First Nations
person is never lost in nature,” which feels like rank stereotyping that is unlikely
to be true (189). Of two Saami women who work in town, he writes, “They may be
good at their jobs, take pride in their work even, but their soul is not in the
town. It is out there, in the hills, running free with the reindeer” (67). The author
paternalistically insinuates that those with the “winged blood of the nomad” (i.e.,
members of certain indigenous groups) would be better off eschewing certain
jobs or lifestyles so that they can live traditionally (51).
Environmentalism (or to be more specific, limiting Climate
Change) has a major PR/marketing problem, and this book is a good example why.
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